Hated words that don't love us

 Hated words that don't love us. They slaughter our senses. Screams of terror. There is no more gloom than oblivion. In oblivion noise is a danger. They affect from other dimensions as hidden messages through the crystals outside. Shipwrecked, the crystals flayed by time scream. His confinement. His confinement. The Hell Land of the Universe.

Sense, then ex-isto as a hypo/thesis.